a branch falls
a shower of crows
spout up from their strutting place
flap stuttering a short yard or two
and settle again
in the stubble
a branch falls
a shower of crows
spout up from their strutting place
flap stuttering a short yard or two
and settle again
in the stubble
you stroke my chest
with white swan feathers
your eyes show
you know what this means
my heart bleeds
hiding in shadows
the cave is cool and dry
we stand at last and face the sun
inspired by Sylvester
fame spirals higher
fresh breeze thins the clouds
today’s light gone tomorrow
inspired by Egwin
the water is deep
the current is strong
friendship will continue
inspired by Thomas
flowers growing through
grass drying after harvest
fear of innocence undone
inspired by children
eagle loops
thunder cracks
most highly beloved
walks out of the deepening sea
Inspired by John
cars swerve to run through
cardboard boxes on the grass
forgiveness is not a one-way street
inspired by Stephen
On the stage the lights dimmed until only a single follow spot shone. There was a restrained intake of breath as those watching saw the light was shining not where they expected, but on the donkey, who stood up on its hind legs and looked back at the audience, shading its eyes with a hoof. There was silence. The donkey dropped back to all fours and slowly walked off stage. Silence again, broken by a slowly growing wave of applause, of cheering and shouting, of wiping away of tears. Lives had changed.
inspired by the day
The cat sits on my lap and watches me typing. Every now and again he raises a paw, half-ready to strike at the screen or my hands, but never does. His chest and his belly vibrate; he has happiness for both of us. The ending of my story curves away from its original destination.
Inspired by Francis